We are the pulse of the maggots
As time wore on, her wild policy of self-experimentation grew intolerable
She quaffed all manner of strange fungi, herbs, and concoctions
We are the pulse of the maggots
As time wore on, her wild policy of self-experimentation grew intolerable
She quaffed all manner of strange fungi, herbs, and concoctions
Intent on gaining some insight into the horror
We both knew to be growing beneath us
If I have to give my life, you can have it
We are the pulse of the maggots
Go!
We are the pulse of the maggots
We are the bitter bucolic
If I have to give my life, you can have it
We are the pulse of the maggots
Go!
We are the pulse of the maggots
Maggots